Japanese prisoners in the First Army Division had to perform manual labor every day. If they failed to complete it, their daily allotted meal would be deducted.

Due to chronic hunger for a long time, the little devil had already lost his previous arrogance.

If you throw a piece of cornbread between a dog and a prisoner, the kid will definitely fight the dog for the cornbread.

The three little devils suddenly had enough to eat, as if God suddenly took pity on them.

"I need to ask you to do a few things. If you are willing to do it and perform well, I can let you be a supervisor in the team. Although the supervisor will still have one meal a day, you don't have to work and no one will deduct it.

Your food, on the contrary, you also have the right to withhold their food."

Gao Cang entered the room and sat on the chair brought by the soldiers.

In the darkness, the three little devils couldn't see Gao Cang's face clearly.

The person who spoke was not Takakura, but an officer who could speak Japanese.

But the three little devils heard it very clearly. Such generous terms simply brought them from hell to heaven.

However, the three little devils who had just eaten clearly had not yet reacted, or they could not believe that what they heard was true.

"Since you don't want to, I will send you back now and tell the people you sleep with that the three of you have revealed important information to us."

Although the little Japanese soldiers tried their best to tell the Chinese army what they knew, how could ordinary soldiers master important information?

Everyone wants to be a traitor, but if there is a traitor among them, they will definitely look down on these three Japanese soldiers.

Some Japanese soldiers would also do mischief secretly, such as ganging up to bully and rob three people of all their food. At night, they would also try to find ways to keep the three of them from having enough to eat.

Although the captured Japanese soldiers were struggling to survive, they also wanted to vent their grievances.

If these three Japanese soldiers were released after being full and burping, they would soon become the targets for other Japanese soldiers to vent their anger on.

"We are willing!" The three Japanese soldiers quickly expressed their stance.

"I am Gao Cang, commander of the First Brigade, and I can promise you that after you come back, you will be the overseers of Japanese prisoners of war wherever you go." Gao Cang said, "Old Zhang, tell them everything in detail.

, when and where it happened, how many people were injured or killed, and which Japanese officer gave the order."

The translator surnamed Zhang said: "You must remember what I tell you. In an hour, I will come over to check. If you can't remember, I will give you another chance. But if you can't remember the third time, you

They will be eliminated and I will choose someone else."

The three Japanese soldiers knew that this might be a good opportunity for them to become masters, so naturally they tried their best to remember what the translator named Zhang told them.

The Japanese army didn't know why the Chinese army asked them to remember this.

But if they have enough food to remember these things, they will try their best to remember them.

Late at night, Zhao Zhiguo and Yao Pengju stayed at the headquarters.

"Commander, is this okay? Killing prisoners is a serious violation of discipline in our army." Yao Pengju said.

Regardless of whether Zhao Zhiguo personally ordered it, or even if Zhao Zhiguo did not know that the killing of prisoners of war occurred in the First Army Division, Zhao Zhiguo, as the commander, was guilty of negligence.

"They died of illness!" Zhao Zhiguo said, "Our army lacks medicine, and a cold can kill people."

In war years, it is very simple to want a person who has lost his freedom to die.

"Commander, let me handle this matter. If there is an accident, your crime may be smaller." Yao Pengju said.

Yao Pengju has followed Zhao Zhiguo since the road camp days. It can be said that the relationship between Yao Pengju and Zhao Zhiguo is by no means an ordinary comrade-in-arms.

"When did I, Zhao Zhiguo, let his subordinates take the blame for me?" Zhao Zhiguo sneered.

"If I do it, I can minimize the impact of the matter. Didn't you drive the political commissar to Pingcheng to reduce losses?" Yao Pengju said.

They were all protecting Matthew Wen, and Yao Pengju naturally wanted to protect Zhao Zhiguo.

"If I take on this matter, the most I can do is be dismissed or transferred from the First Military Division. What about you? If you kill prisoners of war privately, deceive superiors and subordinates, and rely on your merits to be arrogant, you will be kicked out of the army." Zhao Zhiguo said.

Zhao Zhiguo would be charged with the crime of privately killing a prisoner of war at most.

If others were to bear the blame, the crimes would be even greater.

"I don't care. If I leave the army, I can still kill the little Japanese." Yao Pengju said.

Yao Pengju's skills are so great that he can't beat little devils anymore?

"I care!" Zhao Zhiguo said, "You don't have to stay with me here. Tomorrow morning, after sending the political commissar away, the two of us will go to Heyun County, and then to the border with Hui County."

Zhao Zhiguo wanted to meet Shi Kaicheng. He wanted to know what Shi Kaicheng was.

If Shi Kaicheng really wants to lead the Huixian Security Brigade to the dark side, Zhao Zhiguo would not mind dismantling the Huixian Security Brigade.

Although the Huixian Garrison Brigade is not a regular combat brigade, it still has two regiments. Including the directly-affiliated troops, one brigade has 5,000 troops.

Zhao Zhiguo didn't believe that these five thousand people were willing to follow Shi Kai into the dark side.

"Commander, I'm so touched when you say that! I didn't expect you to care about me so much." Yao Pengju approached Zhao Zhiguo and said.

"roll!"

Zhao Zhiguo was lying on his side on a chair, and he could even kick him.

Fortunately, after being kicked too many times, Yao Pengju reacted quickly and quickly dodged.

"If you are in heat, go find Gu Ning'er and don't do these tacky and ambiguous things here." Zhao Zhiguo said.

Instead, Yao Pengju said with a smile: "Commander, in fact, our special team can definitely deal with that Shi Kaicheng."

"Didn't you listen to what the political commissar said: We can't do things that undermine cooperation in the fight against Japan? Are you deaf?" Zhao Zhiguo said.

If Shi Kaicheng dies, and based on the conflict between the First Military Division and the Huixian Security Brigade, the problem will only become more and more serious, but it will not solve the problem.

"I see!"

"If...I'm talking about if, I leave the First Military Division, if anyone dares to disobey the political commissar's order, you and your people will deal with him." Zhao Zhiguo said.

"When you said that, I suddenly felt very sad. Can I go with you?" Yao Pengju said.

Since joining the army, he has been with Zhao Zhiguo, and naturally he does not want to leave Zhao Zhiguo.

"Don't do these useless things. Go get ready. Tomorrow morning, let Platoon Commander Xiang accompany us. I'll wait here for Gao Cang's letter." Zhao Zhiguo said.

In the middle of the night, Gao Cang sent a telegram and everything was settled.

In the early morning, Matthew packed his bags listlessly. He changed into a long gown and looked more like a teacher.

"That's right, that's right. A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle. You look a little like a young man in this long gown." Zhao Zhiguo said to Matthew Wen with a smile.
Chapter completed!